What about if, right, say you had just done a pint of Guinness in The Lamb and were

wandering down the Walk to go to Dogfish to have a gander at some natty desert boots, when a perky Katherine wanged up right quick on her Kink Apex, pulled a fufano on the kerb and then done a flinky-sunder right over the top of your Air Force One So-Cals and landed awry, legs akimbo, sending her billowing, cotton dress up her rugged thighs.

Would you slide your hand down inside her Sloggi's and twiddle about with her swollen labia, finishing by balancing a toy robot on her wet muffpatch...

...or would you skip away, singing 'Ride on Time' like the ridiculous prick you are and do a series of complicated effete, starjump moves outside Geralds whilst old c**ts looked on aghast?

hmmm?

hmmm?

well?

Say you had gone into this fine city of ours and that happened to you, which of the two options do you think you might take?

well?

hmmm?

Posted By: malkybarkid, Nov 10, 13:26:12